Y...eah, your very finest fried oranges, if ya please. They were such a joy last time I tried one.

[ The parasite put a jointed leg to its abdomen in delight. It was a complete lie; the 'oranges' had been crunchy and surprisingly spicy, but he'd take that over being offered a young human girl. "Like fruit?" ]

Yes. Uh, I love fruit. Humans in general do, y'know. It's why they give that shit out at restaurants.

[ The girl looked dully at them as the parasite skittered off, presumably to locate some deep-fried orange. ]

Miss? Are ya okay?

[ No answer. ]